They left the Head Healer's office and moved to the Intensive Care Unit of the field hospital. Patients in critical condition couldn't make arguments and treating them was the best way to earn if not the people's respect at least their acceptance.
"Thank the gods you are here." A young girl who couldn't be older than sixteen and wearing the uniform of the White Griffon said. "My shift ended an hour ago and I was about to collapse.
"What was I thinking when I decided to pick this as my first assignment for the Code of Practice?" She plunged to the nearest empty spot on the ground, gulping down tonics from her dimensional amulet while pointing at a woman on a stretcher.
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"Code of Practice? Are you a fifth-year student?" Tista asked while stabilizing the patient and turning the gangrenous tissues healthy.
"Most of us are." She panted while pointing at several youths in the tent. "Not only does this assignment give you lots of points, but it can also be taken as many times as you want during the week."
While Tista, Nyka, and Solus cleared the Ward and replaced the sacks of nutrients in the IVs, the young Healer's brain started to work its way through the fog of exhaustion.
"Wait a second. How do you know the Code of Practice and how can you heal people that fast without taking a break?" She asked while noticing that they were using the same protocols that had been drilled into her since she had started the Healer specialization. "Are you alumni of the White Griffon?"
"Yes." Tista and Solus replied in unison while Nyka nodded because why not.
"What an honor! My name is Aridia Iren, at your service." She offered them her hand and they shook it. "You are so good that I bet you must be famous."
"My name is Solus Verhen and these are my cousin Tista and our friend Nyka." Solus said with a whisper to not be overheard.
"Oh gods! Guys, we have the Golden Knight and the Fire Goddess among us! Can I have your autograph?" Aridia's yell was so shrill that it would have burst a few eardrums if Tista hadn't Hushed her in time.
"Yes to the autograph, but only if you keep quiet." Tista said. "These people don't love us and if they discover who we are, we are going to heal them right after knocking them out."
"I'm sorry." Aridia nodded. "I forgot we are behind enemy lines."
"The war is over." Solus shook her head. "There are no enemies, only citizens of the Kingdom."
"If you say so." Aridia's voice was full of contempt. "These bastards followed the Mad Queen and cheered when her army slaughtered our fellow mages. My brother died in the attempt to protect these traitorous scum.
"You are heroes and the citizens of Zeska should kiss the ground where you walk just for letting them live. If I were you, I would scream my name and kill whoever dares raise their hand.
"If I didn't need the extra points and my final exam wasn't around the corner, I would've never come here. Most of our fourth year students prefer a lower ranking than waste their talent on murderers."
She hawked and was about to spit on the ground when she thought about what Vastor would do if he discovered that one of his Healers had dirtied a ward. She swallowed the snot in disgust, but said nothing more.
The three women worked for hours, taking care of the critical patients and resting only long enough to drink tonics and not betray their nature as Awakened. They saw students from all the six great academies and all of them hated being there.
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